It was Sunday evening I had just got done eating
Dad went outside to work on his truck
One of the worst moments is when he runs out of liquor and at this point he's almost out so he preoccupy his mind
I walk to the sink and I start doing the dishes
I actually like doing dishes I'm weird I know
As soon as I get done with the dishes I wipe my hands off and put some laundry into the washing machine
Dad comes in behind me
"Come out here and help me."
I stop what I'm doing and follow behind him
He walks into the back yard
"Pick that side of the table up and help me move it to the building."
I pick it up it weighs a lot but I still hold my strength into it
We get it to the building and I set it down
I start to walk away
"Hold on a minute come here."
I turn back around and I walk towards him
"You know you actually look like your mother."
He pulls me close to him I'm a little scared because he's never done this
He's always used me as a painting with bruises
"You have her eyes her lips her smile."
Then he starts crying and takes a drink of liquor then he backhands me on the right cheek
"What did I do dad?"
"You look just like Betsy why why do you have to look like her?"
"It's not my fault."
He backhands me again
"I'm trying Lacey I really am....and I'm sorry."
I stare at him shocked did he just apologize to me did those words just escape his mouth
I turn around and I walk away
He then shoves me down on the ground knocking my breath out of me
"Get away from me."he barked
I picked myself up trying to catch my breath and start to run
I go in through the kitchen into the living room and out the front door
I start running not even thinking about stopping
I see a familiar face coming towards me its Logan
"Lacey hey where are you going?"
I was teary eyed but I tried to hide it so he wouldn't know
"Uh...nowhere im just out walking."
"But you was running....why was you running??"
"Nah I wouldn't running."
"Yeah you was I seen you why was you running?"
"Stop asking questions Logan God."
"I'm sorry Lacey I'm just wondering and curious and worried."
"Well don't worry I'm okay."
I start to walk away
He then grabs my arm and my first reaction was me turning around and slapping him in the face
He looks at me with shocked with teary eyes
"Lacey....wh....why did you do that?"
He lets go and backs up
My mouth drops over "Logan I'm sorry I am really sorry."
"Just get."
I walk away crying hiding my face I don't turn around I don't want to see him looking at my on pathetic face
I go to the park and I grabbed one of the swings
I start putting my legs in and out till I picked up some speed
I love when the wind brushes against my face it makes me feel safe and free
I was thinking about Logan and wondered why I was so stupid to slap him in the face and I questioned why I slapped him and not my father why I can't slap dad
I stop myself on the swing and I get off of it
I see a group of older boys laughing walking to the ball court I stare at them for a brief moment and I start to walk away
"Lookey here boys."
I hear one of them say
"Hello baby." Another says I try to brush them off and ignore them
"Hey I'm talking to you."
They start to surround me I hide my face
The alpha one touches my face and I back away feeling another behind me
"What's wrong baby don't you like that."
The only thing I can say back to them is "I'm 12."
"We don't care baby." He said
Another one slaps my butt
At this point I feel so disgusted of myself that I have to attract such monsters
I pushed myself through them and I start to run
"It's okay baby you can run but you won't hide."
I brush it off and I run as fast as I can to the house
Maybe dad can finally try and protect me regardless of him beating me
I get to the house and I lock the door and I head upstairs and I shut my door and I lock it
I slam on my bed this time I don't get my CD player out I get my pair of scissors out and I start to cut my hair off by the strands
I cut all of my hair off and it looks like a mess but I don't care
I don't want no one touching me I don't want anyone liking me or thinking about me I don't want it
I want to be left alone and in my own world
I can't stand this pain anymore
I throw the scissors at the wall and I scream and I scream somemore
I cover up and close my eyes as I feel the tears go down my cheek
I try to sleep but I can't all I see is the images of dad and Logan and the boys
I get off of my bed and I get on my knees and I pray I pray hard and to God
I pick myself back up and I sit on my bed and I stare at my door
I stare at it and a smirk comes along my face
YOU ARE READING
Evergreen Girl
CasualeYoung and alone in a world of abuse and betrayal Lacey struggles to regain the life she never had. I wrote a short story to this a very long time ago it's now that I re write it and make it become life. The original story the girls name was t Lacey...
